I used to naively think America was the best country in the world but that's because I was comfortably sitting in dad's house. It wasn't until this year reality really hit when my dad lost this job and we lost our health care. It was a very trying time for my family and it really started to dawn on me on how many millions of Americans might have it worse than us. I guess my feelings about America really changed from thinking it was an absolute system that requires "no change" to something that gravely needs restructuring because it's crushing those at the very bottom. Our family thankfully got our insurance on but there are so many others that are struggling who have even worse health problems than we do that.

The last four years have definitely been a growth period for me. I struggled at times with my own anxiety/insecurities that really held me back from being a better person. I used to let my shyness get the best of me to the point where I would not even engage in a conversation. Then one day I was like ok f***, this I'm going to be unbashfully myself and if they don't like it, then I didn't lose anything. And guess what? Literally no one had a problem with it. The last four years really made me focus on my mental health and how important it is to take care of. I was taught to deal with issues by "praying on it" but that doesn't always help me. It wasn't until I started researching and talking about my issues that I started to get better.

How social media has completely changed the way we do everything. Its impact on business and even the presidential election is pretty crazy. I feel like reality is slowly becoming a Black Mirror episode.

I hope this pandemic gets better. I hope we eventually come close to life pre-quarantine. I miss being able to go to public without wearing a mask.